Dropping more old stuff. Sorry (not sorry). (Unless you are mad at me... in which case, sorry!!))...
I only saw Greystone once. Pretty much had to spend the whole night inside it alone and it was one of the most beautiful and terrifying experiences of my life
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I got into town pretty late, after seven long hours of driving. I think I might have got about an hour of sleep in the back of my tiny Corolla, thinking I'd find somewhere to sleep a little more when I got inside. After a dicey entrance, I wandered for a long time, finding most places either too creepy or too wet. Then I happened on this bedroom
2.)I don't know if this was someone's set up, but it was definitely not for me
3. There was also this couch and it was not for me as well
4. I couldn't handle the living room perfection, albeit a little grimy and I couldn't handle the dull flickering florescent lights at the end of every dark hallway either. Sunrise found me tucked under the parapet on the roof with a gentle rain coming down on whichever side of me happened to be sticking out from under it. I might have fallen asleep for a moment, but the rest of the morning I really felt like I was dreaming
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That's it. Like Richard Nickel once said... uh something, something "water and stupid men." and to be clear it was a stupid man who got to this one. Looking at you Christie
Wishing you all the best